The boy

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Molly sat by the window at the back of the class next to the warmth of the radiator. She liked it here. Out of the way .... And free to let her mind wander where ever it took her fancy.

Unlike most schools , she would stay put in this classroom for all her lessons ( apart from science and PE) and thats the way she preferred. It meant less contact was needed with these people who ridiculed her for her background. It wasn't her fault she was here. Her father died a year ago which meant her family could no longer afford her fee's.

She slumped further into her chair when into the classroom comes a pair of boys. The teacher looked up from his register and smiled. " ah , I take it you must be Mycroft and Sherlock Holmes?" He nodded at each of the boys in turn and in reply they merely scowled , the younger looking one of the two spoke " You are mistaken , he is mycroft and I am sherlock"
The teacher looked rather startled and took a moment to take in what had just happened. " oh , i am sorry , please sit yourself wherever you want"

Molly froze, there were only two spare seats, one next to her and one on the table next to her which was mainly taken up by a computer. This meant she would have to have one of them sitting next to her.

She watched in terror as the two jostled down the classroom in the most discrete way to try and get to the empty seat first. The elder one won.

Molly quickly resumed her staring out of the window routine as she felt the younger one slam his bags into the floor and swing his legs under the desk.

Silence.

" Why do you choose to cover it up ?"

Molly turned . Sherlock. Looking. Bandage. Shit !!

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